Become a Fairy

The sky showed a strange dark red, it seemed that this was not the sky, but the dark red clouds were extremely low, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.

Dozens of monks in red armor waved long spiked whips in their hands, driving away a group of ragged miners who carried pieces of dark red ore in baskets on their backs.

A small piece of ore in the back basket weighs a thousand catties, enough to suppress these miners who are only in the refining period to bend their backs.

"Hurry up, dilly-dally, can't you find death?" A big man with short hair, with erect hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked extremely fierce. He waved the whip in his hand.

With a bang, it hit a miner who fell to the ground. The miner screamed and was caught by the whip. The spikes on the whip pierced into the miner's body. The flesh and blood exuded a strange blood-colored luster, and the middle-aged man who was rolled up by the whip had turned into a pile of skin and bones.

In a blink of an eye, a fresh life was gone.

"If you dare to be lazy, this person will be punished!" The short-haired man raised the long whip in his hand, and looked at the crowd of miners with terrified expressions, his face was full of complacent expressions.

Under the supervision of the supervisor, the miner walked up the rugged mountain road with the dark red ore on his back, and reached the edge of a white pool where magma was tumbling. He threw the dark red ore into the white pool, and bubbles burst out of it. Under the urging of the supervisor, the miner picked up the ore again after a while, but was corroded by the white slurry and screamed. In the early stage, the hands were completely corroded. At this time, the miner unceremoniously kicked the young monk with his hands corroded into the white pool.

There was a shrill scream from inside, and the young monk disappeared after struggling for a while. Even the human body and bones turned into tumbling bubbles. As for the sinking ore, it is natural for the miners behind to scoop it up.

Among the crowd of miners, a silver-haired young man who was also incomparably shabby dull-faced followed the supervisor's request, soaking the dark red ore in the white pool to pick it up, and his movements were much quicker than the others.

"Hey, you're new here. You don't even have any injuries on your hands. You seem to be a very good physique." At this time, the supervisor on the hill, a young monk with a horse face, saw that the silver-haired youth was not as transparent as the others. The injured hands were slightly shocked.

"New here, third-level physical training." This silver-haired young man is naturally Lu Xiaotian.

As early as more than ten days ago, Lu Xiaotian had already woken up. At that time, he was lying in a dilapidated cave. Even he himself didn't know how long he had been in a coma. When he woke up, Di Kun lay beside him. This time he was injured too badly, and even now there is still Zhou Tong's sword energy in his body that has not been completely expelled. Fortunately, he took the Green Cream Nightshade Pill in advance. The body automatically absorbed the medicinal power of Qingshuang Nightshade Pill when he was seriously injured, and his body was automatically recovering when he was unconscious. When he woke up, he had already recovered most of his strength. Since there were only a few qi refining periods in front of him, and there were still a few supervisors in the foundation building period, he couldn't stop him. Originally, he wanted to arrest a few supervisors to question the situation here. I also tried to find a way to leave this place, but I walked around a few times and found that there is a mysterious restriction around me, which seems to be formed naturally, but it is used by people. Once he tries to pass through the restriction, it will not be long. Someone found it, and someone came to search. He avoided them all.

When the supervisors here found him, they only regarded him as an ordinary outsider, not to mention arresting him as a miner. When Lu Xiaotian was thinking about whether to arrest one or two together, an astonishing breath came from the sky. Flying past, from the reverence expressions of these supervisors shouting "Old Blood Gourd", Lu Xiaocai knew that this area was actually occupied by a Golden Core cultivator. When he met a Golden Core cultivator, there was no teleportation array here for him to escape again. In fact, Lu Xiaotian couldn't even find the teleportation array at this time.

Once the Jindan cultivator is alarmed again, he can only die. Fortunately, he had already put Di Kun away before, otherwise the blood gourd patriarch found out that something was wrong, and I am afraid that he would not be good either. The mysterious restriction here, coupled with the Golden Core cultivator, gave up his previous idea of ​​looking for a way out.

Fortunately, he suppressed the breath of mana in his body with the Breath Containment Technique, so it was logical that he was captured and became a member of the Miner Slaves just like the others. Mining slaves here are no different than livestock, and they will be executed by the overseer if they resist a little. Lu Xiaotian behaved tepidly in the team.

"Well, I see that you are strong, do more work, if the foreman is pleasing to the eye, you can also become a high-ranking supervisor in the future." The horse-faced youth was very satisfied with Lu Xiaotian's obedient attitude and patted Lu Xiaotian's shoulder said.

"Thank you Master Supervisor for your cultivation." A rare smile appeared on Lu Xiaotian's face.

"Well, let's go and continue to work hard." The horse-faced youth nodded.

Lu Xiaotian walked down the hillside, just in time to see an old man whose beard and hair had almost fallen out, his face was full of age, his body was shivering under the dark red ore. Lu Xiaotian felt a little familiar.

However, the old man with a face like old bark saw Lu Xiaotian's extremely resentful expression. Because he met Lu Xiaotian, he was a little distracted, his body became unsteady, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Old man, I want to steal and play tricks again!" The horse-faced young man strode forward with a gloomy expression. The mine doesn't need waste. Once it loses its value, it can only be executed!

"No, no, Lord Overseer, I know him. He is a monk who came through the teleportation array. He has two magic weapons in his hands! One is a demon-binding rope, and the other is a black magic weapon." The withered old man shouted out of composure, If resentful eyes could kill, Lu Xiaotian would probably have died several times by now.

It turned out to be Weng Zhihan! A look of surprise flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, but it was normal in retrospect. Before he entered the Scarlet Forbidden Land, Weng Zhihan lured him into the abandoned underground palace, trying to use the materials on his body to forge a demon-binding rope, and then use Fu Yaosuo killed him, and then swallowed his belongings. It can be said that his intentions are not sinister. If he hadn't been careful at that time, he might have died.

Unexpectedly, after more than twenty years, Weng Zhihan is still alive, but presumably, after he escaped from the teleportation array to this ghostly place in the past twenty years, his life is not very good. After more than twenty years of torture, he is still alive. He didn't die, just in line with the old saying that a good man doesn't live long.

"What, you have a magic weapon?" Not only the young man with a horse face, but also several other supervisors showed greedy and fearful expressions. For a Qi-refining cultivator, magic weapon is no different from a killer weapon, not to mention that the silver-haired young man in front of him has two of them.

"No mistake, the little old man escaped to this place by chance because he was hunted down by him more than 20 years ago." Weng Zhihan looked at Lu Xiaotian with resentment and pleasure of revenge. So what if it's powerful, it's not the same as failing to build a foundation successfully, but also entering this dead land.